no need to CRY

we CRYed. It went fairly well, and the audience there was receptive. It was practically vocal rape, to be blunt, but we'll all be fine to sing tomorrow, so I guess we can't complain too much.

So, the best part of today was the after concert party at Dr. Harrington's house. I have never seen such an amazingly beautiful and creative house. It is out in the middle of nowhere, and has many wrap-around porches and gorgeous landscape, plenty of windows (walls of them) and nooks and crannies and billions of pieces of artwork and things from far away lands. It was mesmorizing...and the food was fantastic! It was so sweet of him to have us all over for a great evening. I was able to catch up with Vasiliki, which was also great, as we talked for over 2 hours. :)

Driving back home in the car was also an interesting time--you know, there are snapshots of life that you feel you will remember forever--as if life can be paused on them; and you will be able to bring those images back, and remember the exact way you felt...and those moments are often ones that seem silly or inconsequential...like driving home from the middle of nowhere with 3 other chicks in the car, listening to funky music as you rumble across unpaved road littered with trees...it just reminded me of how brief my time here will be...fleeting friendships that don't develop as much as you'd like because there just isn't the time. It's really a sad thing. Then I started wondering how life will be after this whole college stint ends. Will I live anywhere more than a year or two for a whole decade? I won't have school as a common bond anymore; will we be able to connect? It leaves me between scrambling to organizing events so I can spend more time with people I want to really know, or sheltering myself so to not get a glimpse of the friendships I'll be missing...

Alas, despite the melancholy feeling, it was a great evening.

To the many great evenings left before next year is over, I raise my glass. Cheers.